Wearing books: relying on family wealth to start a decadent career

Ming Huaying's case came to a final conclusion within two days.

After all, the two people who were poisoned among the three people did not survive for a short time. The remaining one was seriously injured in the body and was not treated in time. Although he was rescued, he was only left on the ground for a night.

I don't know if it was due to their physical condition, but the three of them were still holding their breath until the moment the verdict was announced.

It was as if he was being held up by some kind of medicine.

Lying on the ground, it seemed like there was no movement from a distance. If you get closer, you can still see subtle differences.

It's just that look...

Ming Huaying pinched the paper in her hand, and her thoughts drifted back to the day of the retrial.

No matter how Li Fuying asked the three people, he could not get a response. Everyone present doubted whether there was something wrong.

Ming Huaying turned her head and glanced. The heads of the three of them were hanging down without support, but their bodies were kneeling firmly on the ground.

There was no answer for a long time and Li Fuying was a little dissatisfied, so he simply asked: "Can you plead guilty to Ming Yan's death and the matters involving the Ming family siblings?"

"Ah."

I don’t know who made the nasal sound, but I am sure it came from those three people.

Li Fuying was afraid that he had heard wrongly and repeated it loudly.

The answering voice this time was still soft, but at least the sound they made could be clearly heard.

The messenger brought the charges in front of them, and the Yamen servant put down the things and waited for their actions.

After finishing one after another, the Yamen servant took the hand and was about to leave, but the other end did not let go.

The yamen servant looked up suspiciously, and what he saw was a pale and bloodless face, with red eyes and black lips.

Anyone could be frightened by seeing such a face unexpectedly. The officer let out a soft cry, attracting everyone's attention.

Li Fuying said impatiently: "What's wrong?"

The yamen officer carefully looked again and saw that the man had lowered his head again.

Ming Huaying was attracted by the sound, and happened to see the face that raised his head. After being frightened, the yamen servant only focused on the crime in his hand, and refused to loosen his grasping fingers.

Xu Ming Huaying's gaze was too obvious, and it was more likely that that person paid great attention to everything in the Ming family.

As soon as Ming Huaying's eyes moved away, the man let go of the government servant in front of him, turned his head slowly, and met hers with his red eyes, calm and dangerous.

Ming Huaying clearly saw the other person's eyes change slightly before lowering his head, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised, which seemed to be sarcastic and provocative.

The palms slowly closed, and the smooth page turned into a wrinkled appearance.

Gently stroking the rough area with his fingertips, Ming Huaying looked at the writing on it carefully. This disaster was avoided, but Li Fuying had no choice but to hold on to the matter of beating people.

Fines are fines.

He folded the list flat and pressed it under the small jar, and moved the things on the stone table one by one.

A person ran to the door over there, and the depression of the past few days disappeared.

"Have you heard, Ah Ying?" She leaned against the table and her fingers were touching a box on the table.

Ming Huaying glanced at her actions: "What?"

Ji Huatao was full of interest. He held the box in his hand and sat down without letting go: "You went to Mingxin Mansion two days ago, and something happened to my family again."

She started talking vigorously, only to hear the person next to her say: "I know."

Ji Huatao's open mouth stopped, making Ming Huaying unable to help but laugh.

She coughed lightly, wondering if she had been with Xiaofeng for a long time and slowly learned her tricks.

Ming Huaying fiddled with the things on the table randomly and said, "I only know a rough idea. You can explain it in detail."

Maybe there were too many things happening during these days, and Ming Huaying just wanted to be alone most of the time.

Now listening to Ji Huatao's gossip, I feel more relaxed.

Ming Huaying tilted her head slightly and looked at her, listening to her tell about how the Ji family treated the master, what they did, and what happened to Mr. Ji.

"Did something happen to Mr. Ji?"

"That's right." Ji Huatao saw that she didn't know and spoke more enthusiastically.

Ming Huaying only saw Fu Ying leaving in a hurry that day, and could roughly guess how important the person who had the accident was.

I never expected it to be Mr. Ji.

"What's the situation?"

Ji Huatao tapped the box with her fingers and made a slight sound, which seemed to match her words quite well.

"I haven't seen Ji Hualin go out during this period, so I felt something was wrong. He usually goes out for a walk whenever he has free time. He has almost visited the entire Tan City."

After she finished speaking, she snorted again: "I finally caught him and he went out yesterday. How could I let him go? I grabbed him and started asking questions. This time, he scared me. Guess what?"

Ming Huaying looked at her in confusion and responded.

Ji Huatao leaned close to the other party's ear and said in a breathy voice: "He did what happened to my father."

"This..." Ming Huaying really didn't expect it. She guessed that Ji Hualin might take action, but she never thought about it now.

Ji Huatao was also shocked. Looking back now, he still couldn't believe it when he told others: "I didn't expect it. I didn't expect this guy would dare to do this. I asked him why, and he said he was doing it for me. I can't go to him. of."

As he spoke, he patted the table to show his disdain. If Ji Hualin made up other reasons, she might be able to believe him. But now that he just said it was for her, she might as well believe in ghosts.

"I gave him a slap on the spot. This person is not honest until he fights. He will tell the truth only after he fights."

"What did he say?"

How?

Ji Huatao thought about it carefully.

Yesterday they were sitting in the teahouse, facing each other, with a bowl of tea in front of each of them.

Ji Huatao didn't know what he heard and was very angry. He looked around and saw nothing he could get his hands on, so he grabbed the bowl on the table and tried to throw it over.

The person opposite begged for mercy again and again, and said he was sorry.

"Speak quickly!" Ji Huatao put down the tea bowl, and a circle of water swayed around the bowl.

There were not many people around, and they were sitting in a position where few people could notice them.

Ji Hualin came closer and whispered, "You may not know what our father has done."

"What did you do?"

Ji Hualin blocked his lips with one hand and said mysteriously: "On that day, the people from Xueyan Tower came and directly asked our father by name. What do you think he did?"

Ji Huatao watched his movements. After the other party finished speaking, he stepped back and took a sip of tea, and finally looked at her again.

Seemingly surprised to see her completely unresponsive, he stretched out his hand and waved it in front of her eyes: "Hey, Ji Huatao."

Ji Huatao knocked off his hand in disgust, put one arm on the table, put the back of his hand against the other cheek, and leaned forward: "I want to ask you something."

"You said."

"Where is the Snow Smoke Tower?" Ji Huatao's eyes were so pure that even Ji Hualin regretted telling her.

Ji Hualin put his hands on the table, his eyes wandering as if he was thinking about things.